Saturday, July 5, 2014

Lee Hardcastle, black bulbs

4 comments:

Chip Ahoy said...

Proper weird. I can impress a better baby's footprint by inking the side of my fist. Boink, dot dot dot dot dot.

chickelit said...

Alex: There was me, that is Alex, and my three droogs, that is Pete, Georgie, and Dim, and we sat in the Korova Milkbar trying to make up our rassoodocks what to do with the evening. The Korova milkbar sold milk-plus, milk plus vellocet or synthemesc or drencrom, which is what we were drinking. This would sharpen you up and make you ready for a bit of the old {UV}.

Eric the Fruit Bat said...

Funny stuff.

I'm reminded of the time Foghorn Leghorn was playing hide-and-go-seek with the brainy little kid and he hid in a barrel with a lid on top.

The kid is the one doing the seeking so he does some mathematical calculations, sticks a shovel in the ground, levers back the handle and up pops Mr. Leghorn.

Totally flummoxed, Mr.
Leghorn strides over to the barrel and reaches for the lid to look inside and then he stops himself.

"No, I'd better not. I just might be in there."

The Dude said...

Apply sunscreen to your yarbles, droogs - there's going to be UV!